Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

Ma Hongjun, who was on the verge of death, came out of nowhere. He used his last breath to hold up his hands, blocked it hard, used his body as a human shield, and stabbed three daggers of different depths into his back. One of the daggers landed in a fatal position. , from the back directly through the heart in the chest.

A large amount of blood poured out of his mouth, and he opened his eyes weakly, looking at his friends whose faces were covered with blood and tears, and squeezed out two characters with trembling lips -

"Come on."

Dai Mubai struggled to open his eyelids covered with blood, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly, when another cold light suddenly broke into his field of vision.

Severe pain came from his neck. He opened his cracked lips and wanted to say something, but only a large amount of bright red blood overflowed from his mouth. The dagger that penetrated his neck strangled his last words. Before, when he was dying, his eyes only reflected the helpless and helpless looks of his companions.

The world of the Shrek Six Monsters has fallen into eternal darkness, and they can no longer open their eyes and wake up.

Finally resurrected with Tang San's help, Xiao Wu became a real human being, and the rise and fall of Xiao Wu's chest gradually disappeared after receiving a second life. She died again, leaving only the shriveled and wrinkled skin hanging on the skeleton.

Hu Liena, who did the second touch-up, and Xie Yue, who helped with the touch-up, stood at the edge of the hole and waited for a few seconds. Then they jumped down into the pit and pulled out a poisoned dagger for the third time to pierce their hearts to make sure they were dead before preparing to have their souls taken away by Cook Ding. bone.

"Nana, Xie Yue."

Qian Yuelong's voice came from behind.

The brother and sister, who were already holding daggers and ready to strike, paused and looked at the figure standing against the light above the pit.

Qian Yuelong looked at the six corpses freshly baked in the pit. Under the inquiring eyes of the brothers and sisters, he remained silent for two seconds and said: "When recovering the soul bones, the removal method should be gentler. After you are done, let them be buried on the spot. .Erect another nameless monument."

It was her last bit of kindness.

Xie Yue lowered his head and looked at the corpses at his feet. Although he was confused, he did not ask the question in person because of his extremely high emotional intelligence. He had no doubts and nodded in agreement with great trust.

After Qian Yuelong turned around and left, Xie Yue frowned and said, "Sister, has Yue Long known these guys before?"

He was talking about a time earlier than when he entered Wuhundian Academy.

Hu Liena, who understood deeply, nodded and looked at Ning Rongrong's body not far away: "I heard from Grandpa Gui that when Yuelong was placed in the martial arts arena for training as a child, he met one of the masters of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. The female Ning Rongrong and the Bone Douluo Gu Rong. Grandpa Ghost didn’t tell me the details, but I’m guessing.”

Hu Liena did not say the next words clearly.

This time Xie Yue was silent.

He looked at the lifeless Ning Rongrong, and a sigh escaped from his lips: "It can only be said that there is no fate between them after all."

Hu Liena, who had stronger empathy than her brother, nodded silently and continued to work hard.

On the other side, the chase between Tang San, Yue Guan and Gui Mei is not over yet.

As a Titled Douluo of the agility attack system, Ghost was still caught up by Ghost even though Tang San's flight speed was enhanced by soul bones and teleportation soul skills.

"Sixth soul skill, demon monster!"

The faint black mist dissipated very quickly, and the slender humanoid ghost released multiple identical ghost clones, each of which inherited [-]% of the soul power of the original martial soul.

They followed each other like a shadow, flying out from the shadow under Tang San's feet, forming an encirclement, and detonating quickly. The huge explosion force produced was no less powerful than the soul skill of a single Attack Title Douluo attack!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Tang San's eyes darkened, and a golden light erupted from the center of his brow, turning into a golden scepter two feet long, spinning horizontally in front of him.The sacred golden light of Poseidon's scepter shines on the twisted and expanded ghost clone.

A sharp, shrill howl like some kind of beast irritated the eardrums.

Like vampires who would be wiped out by sunlight, their soul skills mixed with explosive abilities were stillborn, and even the ghosts and ghosts close to Tang San were greatly eroded.

"what--!"

The ghost who came into contact with the golden light of the artifact screamed, and the arms exposed to the light seemed to be corroded. Black smoke erupted, and the skin turned into black ashes like burning. The whole person seemed to evaporate in the Poseidon Scepter. illuminated by the divine light.

"Old ghost!"

Yue Guan's face suddenly changed, and he drove the doubled-up strange velvet Babel Jujube under the martial soul's true body to approach the ghost.

"Be careful, there's something weird about that weapon!"

The ghost decisively increased his speed and soul power to the limit, rushed under the shadow of the flaky petals of the Strange Rong Babel Chrysanthemum, and rushed ten meters away from the scope of the artifact's light with the help of the protection of the Strange Babel Babel Chrysanthemum.

The ghostly martial spirit is an extremely unique original martial spirit.

He died once when he was young, but by chance, his soul was able to possess him again, and he awakened his martial spirit by accident.

But because the way of awakening the martial soul is special, his martial soul is also special.

Strictly speaking, his martial soul is his own soul, which is called a type of body martial soul. However, he himself is actually a living dead, and his body is actually just a body. Even if the body dies, as long as his soul is immortal, You can still reshape your body, at most you can instantly gain a few levels of soul power or something.

But the disadvantage of the soul as a martial spirit is that its weakness will be similar to the kind of sacred light released by the Seraphim martial spirit.

This kind of light full of divine aura is the nemesis of his martial spirit, not to mention that the Poseidon Trident also carries the brilliance of a god.

If that golden light falls on ordinary people, it will only feel warm and comfortable like bathing in the sun. After ordinary people are exposed to the divine light, some minor problems on their bodies will be cured. But when it falls on ghosts, But it was no less than human skin being in direct contact with the hot molten lava without any hindrance. It seemed as if his whole body was set on fire, and the intense pain went straight into the depths of his soul.

What frightened the ghost the most was that the golden light emitted by the weird trident weapon Tang San summoned was even more terrifying than the sacred light released by the Seraphim spirit he had ever experienced.

The sacred power contained in it gave him no chance to break free, so he could only desperately use his soul power that was constantly melting under the golden light to support him.

If his old partner hadn't reacted quickly and used his martial soul avatar to help him temporarily block the sacred light, he wouldn't have even been able to release his soul skills.

Although Qian Yuelong's Golden Lotus is not a seraph martial spirit, it still possesses the kind of sacred aura that makes his martial spirit feel instinctively uncomfortable.

This is also the reason why although he admired Qian Yuelong very much when he was a child, he rarely appeared with Yue Guan to face Qian Yuelong.

He never expected that Poseidon's light would actually have a powerful effect on ghosts. Tang San's eyes lit up.

Before he was even surprised that he had found a breakthrough, a sharp pain like a knife arose from his heart, as if he had lost something important. Even though he was within the warm divine light of the artifact, Tang San felt chills all over his body.

The last time he had this kind of heart palpitations was when Xiao Wu sacrificed for him in the Star Dou Forest a few years ago.

Could it be that.
Deep uneasiness arose, and Tang San looked in the direction of the town with splitting eyes. Red blood threads squeezed into his eyeballs one by one, and the joy of finding the ghost's weakness was instantly wiped out. (End of chapter)